A/N: This is just the start but hopefully if you leave reviews I'll write more. Just tell me what you want to see in this story and I'll give it a go. This is about the little things that weren't in the books but probably happened. I don't know if you want to see this sort of thing...but anyway. Thanks to everyone who reads this and my gratitude to anyone who finds it in their heart to review, I promise to reply to all reviews! Disclaimer: I don't own the twilight saga or any of its characters ect.
This is set between twilight and new moon.
Bella's P.O.V
Edward and I finally had some time together and I was wasting it with a cold! You'd think after being in Forks all this time a cold wouldn't bother me. It didn't bother me so much as Edward. He was so protective sometimes... Like today, I woke up and was sneezing and coughing so he insists I stay in bed. Cancelling our plans to go to the meadow and running to the pharmacy. He bought one of every cold medicine they had by the looks of it.
I sighed, sitting up in bed, "Edward this is ridiculous. I'm fine. It's just a cold." He looked offended and started laying them all out in front of me, "Which one do you want? I've got this strawberry one or orange or there is a plain one but that supposedly doesn't taste very nice. The shop assistants thoughts were most useful." I rolled my eyes and read over the labels, "Oh I can't find one to cure the problem..." He looked very confused and I giggled. "What's the problem? I thought it was just a cold?" How I loved teasing him. "Well I really need one to cure over protective boyfriend...But I can't find that one."
He looked so put out that I reached over and took his hand then he looked up and smirked at me. "Now, what do you think is wrong? Sore throat, runny nose, dry cough..." He went on listing things as he read of the bottles. When he was finished he looked up at me expectantly and I couldn't help but roll my eyes again, "I'm fine." But my Edward doesn't give up so easily and quickly grabbed one, mumbling about 'silly humans' Then measured some out before handing it to me, "General cold symptoms. That should cover everything." Before I could blink he was gone and then back with a glass of orange juice and a bottle of water. "Edward..." I was going to tell him this was unnecessary but he cut me off, "Bella just take it, then you'll get better and we can go out tomorrow." I took the foul tasting milky liquid and handed him back the measuring glass and he offered me the orange juice.
The rest of the day was spent in bed with Edward staying at a safe distance in the rocking chair. He didn't fear he would get sick just that his cold temperature would make me sick. He forced me into having a range of the different medicines being careful to not mix them and wait exactly 2 hours in between each. I had a never emptying cup of orange juice, a constant supply of blankets and a book at all times.
When Charlie got home I was still in bed and Edward said his goodbyes (from the window) and left. Charlie called out my name as soon as he stepped in the door, obviously eager for dinner. "I'm in my room!" I yelled down the hallway and heard him coming just before the door opened, "Bells, What's wrong?" Not him as well... "I'm fine, it's just a cold. I'll start dinner now. Sorry..." I started getting up but he held up his hand to stop me. "It's alright. There are some leftovers in the fridge. I'll bring some up to you, don't worry." He smiled and I was about to respond when my phone started ringing, I didn't even remember leaving it on the bedside table.
"Hello?" I sighed as Edward replied, "Bella! I'm coming over. I'll bring something for your dinner and Charlies, Alice just reminded me that you need to eat... Well I'll see you soon!" And he hung up. Charlie was hovering uncomfortably in the doorway, "Dad that was Edward. He's bringing over dinner for both of us. So don't bother with leftovers. He knew I was sick so he thought he would help..." Charlie grunted and in typical guy fashion left without further comment.
Twenty minutes later Edward was at the door with a tray of food. He gave Charlie a lasagne and salad dish that looked delicious then ordered me to go back to bed, following me to my room. I sat in the bed and he placed the tray in my lap, "I didn't know what you would want but Alice said this was fine..." I smiled up at him, he had just brought me dinner saving me from Charlies cooking and he was worried he hadn't brought the right food. I looked down at the food, it was a bowl of hot soup and some warm bread rolls there was even a piece of cake on the side. He was so considerate; I couldn't believe he was concerned that I wouldn't like it. He handed me a cup of hot chocolate and a spoon.
I started eating, it was all fabulous and I told him that. "Edward this is fabulous. Thank you." He looked at me with his authentic crooked smile that was so Edward it took my breath away. I coughed a few times and he went to sit in the rocking chair, patiently watching me eat. I was feeling much better... the medicine was working well.
After eating everything he'd given me I pushed the tray aside and walked over to him sitting in his lap. He pulled the afghan around my shoulders and started humming my lullaby. After ten minutes or so he carried me over to the bed and I gave him a warm smile of gratitude. He pulled the covers up and handed me another dose of cold medicine. I was so tired after taking it that I laid back on the pillow and closed my eyes, just barely hearing him whisper "I love you Bella..." into my ear before drifting off to sleep.